When Chen Yang embraced the girl, he clearly felt the girl in his arms tremble slightly, move a little, as if she wanted to push him away, but ultimately did not do so.
"Uh, what's the situation, voluntarily throwing herself into my arms and still feeling shy?"
Chen Yang muttered to himself, not wanting to make any rash moves before understanding the situation fully, because he never forced women.
His hands lifted from the back of the gothic girl, but suddenly she seemed startled and quickly grabbed Chen Yang's wrists, then pressed his hands onto her own back.
Chen Yang frowned, what was this all about, playing hard to get?
Just then, three burly men dressed in black suits appeared at the entrance of the bar, looking around as soon as they came in, clearly searching for something or someone.
Soon, the three burly men looked in Chen Yang's direction, their eyes settling on the girl in his arms, and they walked over.
Damn, after all this, she just wanted to use me as a human shield.
Realizing this, Chen Yang was instantly displeased; he had never been one to be used by others.
"Since that's the case, I won't be polite anymore."
With a sly laugh in his heart, Chen Yang hugged the girl a bit tighter.
The girl's body shuddered, and a cold voice came from Chen Yang's embrace, "Don't move, or you'll regret it."
Seeing that the other party dared to threaten him, a mischievous smile appeared on Chen Yang's lips, you don't want me to move, but I'll do exactly that.
The girl felt a chill at the back of her neck and realized that Chen Yang had blown a breath there.
She seemed startled, her body suddenly shot forward as if to dodge, but ended up clinging tighter to Chen Yang, their faces almost pressing together.
The three burly men walking over saw this, looked at each other at first, then concluded that with their lady's personality, she would never allow a man to hold her so tightly; this woman must just resemble the lady from behind.
The three burly men shifted their search elsewhere in the bar, and after a round, left the place.
"How come they left, weren't they here to capture someone?"
Chen Yang muttered to himself; the gothic girl in his arms suddenly stepped back. Up close, he noticed her face was flushed to the root of her neck, clearly extreme embarrassment but trying hard to hide it, tilting her head and glaring at him fiercely, "You little brat, did you just touch me?!"
Chen Yang pointed towards the entrance of the bar, with an innocent look, "I saw someone looking for you, to cover up, I pretended we were a couple. But I didn't expect that after helping you, you would still blame me, there's no justice in this."
Seeing Chen Yang's aggrieved expression, the gothic girl was taken aback, feeling a pang of guilt. But she, Nie Yichen, had never been held by a man like this before in all her years, was she just going to let it go?
Nie Yichen thought about it, the other party had indeed helped her, otherwise getting caught and taken back, the meeting with someone else planned for today surely had to be cancelled, then she would be scorned by people in her circle.
But her body couldn't just be touched for nothing; she needed to make him pay some kind of price.
Having made up her mind, Nie Yichen slapped Chen Yang on the shoulder, speaking forthrightly, "Brother, it's a crisis in the jianghu, I get it, thanks for earlier."
Chen Yang found Nie Yichen's warrior of the jianghu act amusing internally, but he kept a straight face and cooperated, "What are you saying, standing up against injustice is what people like us should do."
"As a thank-you, I've decided to take you to a place."
Nie Yichen said earnestly, but a sly glint in her eyes gave her away.
Although he knew there was a catch, Chen Yang didn't care at all and pretended to be curious, "Okay, what place?"
"You'll see when we get there." Nie Yichen, seeing that Chen Yang took the bait, smiled, and led him out of the bar.
In a secluded alley behind the bar, Nie Yichen stopped in front of a very worn white old Jetta, pointing at the car and saying to Chen Yang, "As a thank-you, I've decided to let you experience my car, as well as my driving skills."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yang frowned, rubbing his hands together and saying, "That's not good, we've just met and..."
"Stop beating around the bush, get in the car if you're a man." Nie Yichen said while opening the driver's door and sitting down.
Chen Yang opened the passenger door, and upon seeing the interior of the car, noted that the modifications were very aggressive, all comfort-oriented features had been removed to reduce weight, leaving only two racing seats in the front, as well as essential driving components such as the steering wheel and gearbox. There were also things like a turbo gauge and roll cage.
Chen Yang was somewhat surprised by the modified car, but he did not show it.
He sat down in the racing seat, while taking off his clothes, he looked around the inside of the car and said to Nie Yichen, "This car is so cramped, and the seats can't be adjusted, it's somewhat inconvenient."
Nie Yichen, watching Chen Yang lift the hem of his T-shirt, had the corner of her mouth twitch, her red lips trembling slightly as she asked, "What... what are you doing?"
"Didn't you say you wanted me to see your driving skills? Come on then." Chen Yang raised an eyebrow and continued to undress.
Nie Yichen paused and then realized what Chen Yang meant. Her eyes widened as she pressed down on Chen Yang's hands that were undressing and shouted loudly, "I was talking about my driving skills in driving the car, not that...!"
"Uh, driving the car? Then why didn't you make it clear? I wonder how we ended up like this on the first meeting; it really gave me quite a scare."
Chen Yang let the hem of his shirt drop, patting his chest with a frightened look.
Nie Yichen was speechless, thinking to herself: "He's taken advantage of me physically and verbally, even though he helped me earlier, I've got to get the upper hand. Just wait until the car picks up speed; you'll see what I'm capable of."
Without further ado, Nie Yichen ignited the old Jetta's engine, its exhaust making a puttering sound that immediately raised adrenaline levels.
Upon hearing the car starting up, Chen Yang immediately discerned that the engine had been swapped for a V8 twin-turbo engine, and the entire car's intake, exhaust, and cooling systems had been completely upgraded. This old Jetta had been transformed in every aspect except its exterior.
"Hold tight."
With the car ignited, Nie Yichen's gaze turned focused as if she became a different person, she pressed down on the accelerator and the old Jetta shot out, speeding through the streets.
The speedometer quickly climbed, reaching 140 miles per hour in no time. Considering this was a city street with a speed limit of 60, a speed of 140 was frighteningly fast, with everything around the car racing backwards on both sides.
"How about that, isn't it thrilling?"
As Nie Yichen controlled the old Jetta, the corner of her mouth curled into an excited and smug smile. She glanced at Chen Yang beside her, her eyes turning to surprise and astonishment the next instant.
She had thought that Chen Yang would be terrified, his face pale and frantically asking her to slow down. However, to her astonishment, at that moment Chen Yang was looking out the window at the scenery, his expression calm as though they were going at 40 instead of 140.
"How can this be? He must be scared stiff. Yes, that's it, scared stiff."